Accidentally entered a high gate

"Hahahaha..." Secretary Tian laughed upon hearing this. "Chief Ma, you don't know your youngest son at all. Chief Ma, if you don't believe me, you can ask your colleagues at Peking University about his performance there. Chief Ma, when are you free?"

When is your boss available? I'll work around your schedule.

"The boss is free after 4 PM tomorrow."

"Then I'll go see the manager at four o'clock tomorrow afternoon."

"Okay. Chief Ma, then I'll..." Before he could finish speaking, he saw a small head peek in from the doorway.

When Xiao Yanchuan saw someone in his grandfather's office, he wanted to shrink his head back.

Seeing that he was about to retreat, Secretary Tian quickly said, "Yan Chuan, do you still remember Uncle Tian?"

Seeing Secretary Tian talking to him, Xiao Yanchuan lifted his short legs and walked in. "I remember. How many children do you have now?"

"Four. Uncle Tian had another little daughter."

"good!"

"Hahaha... You still remember when you asked Uncle Tian to have another child?"

"I remember." Little Yan Chuan puffed out his little chest. "I have a very good memory. Uncle Tian, ​​bring your little daughter to my house to play sometime."

"Okay. You didn't go to kindergarten?"

Xiao Yanchuan: "..." He went, but he was bored, so he told the teacher that he missed his grandfather so much that he was about to cry. When the teacher saw that he was really about to cry, she brought him over.

"Hahahaha..." Ma Jingshan pinched his grandson's little nose when he saw that his grandson was stumped by the question. "Your Uncle Tian is asking you a question."

"Hehe... Uncle Tian, ​​please have some tea! Please have some tea!"

Secretary Tian: "..." Could this child be skipping school? This child seems quite well-behaved.

Over here, Xiao Yanchuan, because of skipping school, went from being a talkative little adult to a cheeky little lackey.

On the other hand, Meng Shaoqian, due to his recklessness, went from a carefree young master to a miserable lowly employee.

Seeing him looking troubled by a pile of documents, Meng Jinyuan poured him a cup of tea. "Regret it yet?"

Upon hearing this, Meng Shaoqian immediately exclaimed, "No! Even if you ask me a hundred times, I won't regret it!"

Meng Jinyuan: "..."

Meng Jinyuan wanted to say, "How can you be so useless?" But Miss Ma's looks and temperament were too outstanding. "With your current state, even if you were to carry Miss Ma's shoes, she would still think you're too stupid."

"I'm learning."

Meng Jinyuan: "..." Wasn't his son working obediently because he wasn't being paid? "You came to work at the company because of Miss Ma?"

"That's right! Miss Ma is both beautiful and capable."

puff!

Meng Jinyuan was shot in the chest with an arrow!

Meng Jinyuan wanted to say that no matter how hard you try, the Ma family will never marry Miss Ma to you. But he was also afraid his son would revert to his old ways. "You...you want to be friends with Miss Ma?"

"I want to be Miss Ma's lackey."

puff!

Meng Jinyuan was hit in the chest again!

The Meng family can't compare to the Ma family, but they're not so low as to be Miss Ma's lackeys. "You...are you trying to drive me crazy?"

"Why would I be angry with you? Let me tell you, Miss Ma is swift and decisive when she hits someone. Let me tell you, Miss Ma's kung fu is as good as her looks. No, Miss Ma's kung fu is even better than her looks. Let me tell you, even if I were to be Miss Ma's henchman, she wouldn't necessarily want me."

puff!

Meng Jinyuan was struck in the chest by another arrow. "You're quite self-aware."

"That's right. Let me tell you, Miss Ma..."

"You don't need to say anything more." He'd have a heart attack if he kept talking! "You'd better learn all my skills first. Otherwise, even if you want to be someone's lackey, they won't even look at you."

After saying that, Meng Jinyuan quickly left.

The next day, after Meng Jinyuan finished talking with Liu Hanqing, he saw Ma Lifeng strolling on the street with Wanwan, Yan Bang, and Yan Min.

Meng Shaoqian was also there. However, he was organizing materials.

Meng Jinyuan looked at the bowl, then at his son, then back at the bowl, then back at his son…

Finally, Meng Jinyuan had the driver stop the car. Because a heart attack is better than having no one to carry on the family line.

Just as Wanwan was watching her father haggling with the vendor, Meng Shaoqian's voice suddenly came from behind. "Miss Ma, what a coincidence! Uncle Ma, hello! Miss Ma, I'm currently learning how to do business with my father. Uncle Ma, what would you like to buy? I'll... um... I'll help you negotiate the price."

Vendor: "..." One is troublesome enough, and now another one? And how dare you try to bargain with me? You're a passenger in a car.

Meng Jinyuan: "..." Even his son wasn't this enthusiastic towards him!

Meng Jinyuan was struck in the chest again. "Hello, Mr. Ma! Hello, Miss Ma! Hello, both of you young masters Ma! Mr. Ma, are you conducting market research?"

"No. Did you just come from the government office?"

"Hmm. There's a teahouse over there. May I invite you for a cup of tea?"

"Yes. Let's go. Your son has changed quite a bit."

"This is all thanks to you. This way, please."

"It mainly depends on whether you're willing to listen. If you're not willing to listen, I can talk myself hoarse and it won't make a difference. Daughter, son, I'm leaving."

Wanwan, Yanbang, and Yanmin: "Okay!"

The vendor breathed a sigh of relief after seeing Ma Lifeng and his group, along with the Meng father and son, leave. "Phew... they're finally gone."

The vendor next to him looked at him and laughed, "If it were me, I would have given him the things. His daughter is so pretty!"

"You're just saying that."

"I'd really be willing to give it to you."

"Give me a break. How much do you earn in a day? If you just give away gifts to someone because they're pretty, what will your daughter eat and drink?"

"I'd really be willing to give it to you."

"I'll call them over when they come out of the teahouse."

Another vendor: "..." He just vented his frustration. "You call them over, but they won't take it for free. Even though they're dressed similarly to us, they know people who drive cars. They... they're just joking when they bargain with you."

The two vendors bickered for a while before changing the subject.

On the other side, Ma Lifeng chatted with Meng Jinyuan for a few minutes before turning the topic to Hong Kong and Guangdong.

Seeing that he was very interested in Hong Kong, Meng Jinyuan told him about the situation in Hong Kong in detail.

Ma Lifeng smiled after listening. "That's about what I thought."

Hearing this, Meng Shaoqian asked curiously, "Uncle Ma, what kind of Hong Kong do you imagine it to be?"

"You have food, drink, and money, but you can't be your own masters. We, the people of the mainland, may not be as wealthy as you, but we can be our own masters. Moreover, our poverty is temporary. You... you still hope that we become richer and stronger. Only when we are strong can you return on time and be your own masters."

The Meng family father and son: "..."

"Have some tea."

"it is good."

Ma Lifeng chatted with the Meng family father and son for a while, then left with Wanwan, Yan Bang, and Yan Min.

Watching Ma Lifeng and the others walk away, Meng Shaoqian couldn't help but say, "How about we throw in some more?"

"Okay." Who wouldn't want to be in charge?

three days later.

He Jingyao was busy when Liu Hanqing arrived. "Boss, Mr. Meng has invested another sum of money."

He Jingyao: "..."

"Furthermore, Mr. Meng also encouraged other Hong Kong businessmen to invest in Shenzhen."

He Jingyao: "..."

He Jingyao tried to persuade Meng Jinyuan to calm down. "When is Mr. Meng free? I want to invite him to dinner."

"it is good."

Liu Hanqing responded and went to meet Meng Jinyuan.

On the other side, Ma Lifeng looked at Wanwan and laughed, "Didn't you want to make a big splash? Dad will take you somewhere tomorrow."

Wanwan: "..." Her dad started fooling her again. "Okay."

The next day, when Su Jingyu got up, she saw that her youngest son, her youngest granddaughter, her fifth grandson, and her sixth grandson's clothes had many patches on them.

Su Jingyu: "..." What is her youngest son up to now? "Third son, are you planning to take Wanwan, Yanbang, and Yanmin to beg for food? Or are you going to scavenge for garbage?"